Simulation of all things: Copper skin and iron bones at the beginning

Look at this!

Wei An couldn't help but froze and was stunned!

Then, he closed his eyes suddenly and didn't dare to open them for a long time. Big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"how come?!"

Bang bang bang! Wei An's heart was beating wildly, and the three-flower tree on his forehead quickly faded and disappeared, recovering from the swastika state.

Afterwards, he slowly opened his eyes, looked around the room, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"After solving the swastika, you can actually see..."

Wei An wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his expression changing, as if leaving some strong psychological shadow.

After pondering for a moment, Wei An got up and went out, leaving Pantian Sect and heading all the way to the Sihai Chamber of Commerce.

"Ouch, Elder Zhang is here!"

The steward Liu Ling was overjoyed and greeted him warmly.

Wei An is Liu Ling's old customer. He has risen through the ranks in a short period of time and has already become her most distinguished customer.

Similarly, Wei An and Liu Ling were old acquaintances. Without too many pleasantries, they went straight to the topic and asked: "How is the progress of the information I asked you to collect last time?"

"Per your request, we collected as many as we could."

Liu Ling lowered her head and responded, "But there is still a batch of precious information on the way, which will be delivered in a few days. I plan to wait until that batch of information is delivered before handing it over to you."

Wei An understood, but he couldn't wait any longer, and said with a smile: "I happened to pass by you today, give me as much as you have, and I will get the rest when I come here next time."

"it is good!"

Liu Ling was self-righteous and immediately ordered her servants to get the information. Not long after, the servants brought a stack of books.

"Elder Zhang, these materials are all about spiritual cultivation." Liu Ling said with a smile.

Wei An nodded and sighed: "In Liangzhou, spiritual cultivation is not the mainstream. There are few materials circulated among the people. I can't find a few books in the Pantian Sect's library."

He took the information back and read it one by one.

Before I knew it, night began to rise.

Wei An didn't even eat dinner. He opened a yellowed old book and read it with a serious expression.

This book is an essay written by a man named Ning Tianyan.

Ning Tianyan is also a spiritual practitioner. He wrote:

“After I began to understand, I saw a disgusting world full of fine dust, and everything in my eyes was covered with a thick layer of fluff.

I saw with my own eyes that my wife's face and body were covered with that kind of fluff, which disgusted me to death. From then on, I was so lustful that I couldn't even have the slightest interest in women. "

……

"I can finally achieve swastika. I surpassed my master and my genius brother, and trampled them under my feet.

I used to be looked down upon and despised by them, but in the end I made them unable to reach me. "

"Today, I performed my first swastika interpretation in my life, but I was frightened by what I saw! I couldn't believe it. What on earth were those flesh and blood tissues?"

After reading this, Wei An raised his head and held his breath.

He whispered softly to himself: "Sure enough, Ning Tianyan and I saw the same picture."

Wei An was instantly sure of one thing, he was not crazy and he was not a special being.

His mind recalled what he saw after the swastika.

At that moment, he raised his head and looked at the mirror, only to see the blood and flesh on the mirror were blurred, as if someone had been blown up and the flesh and blood flew everywhere and spattered on the mirror.

However, the flesh and blood on the mirror was actually squirming slightly and seemed to be alive!

What’s even more frightening is that not only the mirror, but also the tables, chairs, floors, walls, everything within sight is covered with a layer of flesh and blood tissue!

After that, Wei An walked to the window and looked outside.

The scene has not changed at all!

Whether it is an open grass garden, or a tall tree or building, the surface is covered with a layer of scarlet flesh and blood tissue, which squirms slightly and irregularly.

Flesh and blood tissue, endless!

It seems like the whole world is like this!

Wei An initially thought there was something wrong with his swastika, which led him to see such a crazy scene.

However, this is clearly not the case.

Ning Tianyan also saw it.

It can be basically inferred that all people who enter the swastika state should see the same picture.

Ning Tianyan continued to write: "Oh my God, the world in the eyes of a swastika is so terrifying?!"

"I stood on the ground, my feet were covered with squirming flesh, my scalp was numb, and I had nightmares at night."

"I tried to use my mental power to destroy the flesh and blood tissue, but the places I destroyed would soon grow new flesh and blood tissue again."

"There is no other way. I can only choose to ignore it. Anyway, those flesh and blood tissues seem harmless to humans and animals and will not hurt me."

"On that day, my mother was seriously ill and dying. I went to see her for the last time. My mother was about to die. At that moment, I accidentally performed a swastika to check on my mother's condition, but I didn't expect..."

I don't know what Ning Tianyan saw, but he seemed to be so shocked that he didn't record it.

Wei An remained silent for a moment, but finally couldn't bear it any longer and left Pantian Sect again, heading to the largest medical clinic in the royal city.

When he arrived at the hospital, the night was already deep.

However, the lights inside and outside the hospital were brightly lit.

From a distance, Wei An heard a burst of screams and crying.

Although there is order in the royal city, from time to time, there are always armed fights between some gangs.

Coincidentally, there was a fight between two gangs today, and there were casualties.

Wei An walked slowly into the hospital and looked around. There were more than a dozen wounded people lying on the beds in the hall, each with bandages on their bodies, and their family members guarding them.

"Da Zhuang, hold on, don't leave mother behind." An old woman was lying in front of the hospital bed, crying heartbrokenly.

Lying on the hospital bed was a sturdy middle-aged man who had been stabbed in the chest with a deep wound.

The man was dying and his breathing was weak. Several doctors nearby had given up rescuing him, and they were all helpless.

Wei An's eyes froze, and a three-flower tree appeared on his forehead, with two flowers blooming one by one.

Suddenly, the wriggling flesh and blood appeared in his eyes again.

At this moment, the entire medical hall seemed to have turned into a hell of flesh and blood, with wriggling flesh and blood tissue covering the ground and climbing up the four walls, every pillar, and the roof.

At this time, Wei An saw somewhere where the flesh and blood tissue was squirming very much. It was the dying middle-aged man.

I saw flesh and blood tissue "crawling" from the ground, stretching out tentacles one after another, entering the wound on the middle-aged man's chest, sucking something, not blood, but lines that glowed like white light.

Wei An watched this scene and found that as more and more white lines left the middle-aged man's body, his breath became weaker and weaker.

When the last white line was sucked away by the tentacles, the middle-aged man immediately belched.

Seeing this, a flash of realization flashed across Wei An's head, and he pondered: "Could these white lines be life force?"